Kids from the suburbs, in the undergroundThey're punching and kicking everybody aroundDon't give me none of your 2-faced shitDon't agitate me cause this is it

ChorusThey'll do anything to see what they can findAs long as it leaves some poor bastard blindYou kick him in the nuts and leave him laying in the streetsThen stab him in the back and they turn on the heatOohhh we're the underground army- tell me what you want to seeWe're the underground army- tell me what you want to beWe're the underground army- and do what you want to doWe're the underground army- no one cares about you

They roam the streets, late at nightAll they want to do is destroy and fightThey don't care what goes onThey'll do anything as long as it's wrong

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When you go out, don't go aloneYou'll end up under a tombstoneFighting out depressionLeads to more agrivationChorus